Hard to be a good wife

No one dared to stand up when the son of Zhenguo's family wanted to teach a servant a lesson. Tang Yue shook his head and sighed, helped the servant on the ground up, rubbed his stomach vigorously, and the other party immediately screamed louder.

"Why are you bothering? You have to look at the target if you are a dog. If you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts." Tang Yue finished the lesson with a smile, and then threw him a tube of ointment, "Cherish life, stay away from son-in-law! "

There was a lot of movement at the door, and soon the steward brought someone to make amends. It probably wasn't the first time this kind of thing happened, and the steward handled it quite skillfully.

Welcoming a group of [-] to [-] sons in, this matter is considered to be over.

Hengguo's mansion hosted a banquet, and almost everyone who received the post came. This family is a typical tiger father and dog son, bright on the outside, messy on the inside, so there are very few banquets to entertain guests.

Tang Yue could tell from the quality of the servants at the door what kind of chaos the family was in. Sure enough, the family couldn't do without a decent butler woman.

Marquis Liyang said that after Tang Ya married, she would be the mistress of the house. Duke Heng even proposed that Tang Ya and his son get married as soon as possible, probably because he wanted to clean up the mess.

"If there is no headed mistress, then who will be in charge of the Duke Heng's mansion? Who will manage the backyard?" Tang Yue asked Zhao Sanlang who was on the side.

This kid knows a lot of gossip, so you must be right to ask him.

"Duke Heng loves his wife very much. Even though his wife passed away for many years, he never reunited. However, there are many concubines in the mansion. The steward is in charge of the front yard, and a concubine is in charge of the back yard. The reason why the Duke of Heng's mansion is so Chaotic, firstly, the steward and the concubine are at odds, and secondly, the concubine probably has no brains except for a face."

Tang Yue nodded. It's no wonder that such a family atmosphere has raised Heng's son like that.

He could probably guess that Duke Heng is highly regarded, he must be busy with official duties, he has no time to raise his son, and that concubine is not qualified to raise him, so his prospective brother-in-law has become a grass that grows freely.

It's just a pity that the grass grew crooked in the wind, and gradually grew from a small grass to a fat sea with a rotten heart.

Along the way, what Tang Yue saw were exquisite houses and luxurious furnishings. Compared with Liyang Hou's Mansion, and even Zhao Wang's Mansion, they looked richer and nobler.

It's just that there is a sense of chaos amidst such wealth.

The concubine of Duke Heng was receiving them. She was good-looking, but she could tell she was a little old and behaved a little cautiously. No wonder she couldn't control the demons and ghosts at home.

As the only heir of Duke Heng's mansion, Duke Heng's son will naturally come to entertain guests, but the meat ball moves a bit slowly, with two beauties on one left and one on the right supporting him, those who don't know think it's Sui Mu old man.

Tang Yue shook his head secretly: Unless Duke Heng doesn't have eyes like this, I really don't know if he has this son in his heart, and he doesn't even care about it.

Does he think that after a hundred years, the Duke's Mansion will be handed over to such a fat man?

"My son, this is Mr. Tang Xiaolang from the Marquis of Liyang. It stands to reason that you should call him elder brother."

The prince of Heng Guo squinted a pair of slit-like eyes and glanced over, slightly naked, "Are you the healer who cured Wang Zizhao's legs?"

"My son..." The concubine hurriedly called him, but stopped talking.

Tang Yue waved his hands, and didn't mind his straightforward questioning, he cupped his hands and said, "It's me, Tang Yue, I don't know the name of Duke Heng's son?"

"You don't know?" The other party opened his mouth wide in surprise, revealing a mouthful of slightly yellowed teeth.

"I'm here for the first time, and I haven't inquired about the name of the eldest son." Of course, this statement is false, the two families are future in-laws, and they all know each other's details very closely.

The name of this Prince Heng's son is Ping Shun, so it can be seen that when his parents gave birth to him, they only hoped that his life would be smooth, and they didn't know if they could get what they wanted.

"If you don't know, you don't know. Even if you know, can you still call this son by his name?" It is estimated that the son of Duke Heng rarely speaks in such a serious manner, and he is a little out of breath after speaking.

Tang Yue complained: This fat man's physique is poor, but he's not stupid.

"My son's words are justified. The post said that everyone is invited to appreciate the chrysanthemums today. Where are the chrysanthemums?"

Tang Yue looked around, and at the moment they were in a garden where the vegetation was dense and lush, but there were no chrysanthemums in bloom.

"Chrysanthemum?" Duke Heng was stunned for a moment, he didn't know if he didn't know or didn't remember why their family posted the post.

"My lord, it rained heavily last night. My family ordered someone to move the chrysanthemums into the room. Please wait a little while, my family will let someone move them out." Heng Guogong's concubine hurriedly walked away with her people.

Tang Yue glanced at the clear blue sky, remembering that it had cleared up early in the morning, he could only lament the efficiency of the Hengguo Mansion, no wonder people would be criticized.

However, the purpose of Tang Yue's coming here was not to enjoy the flowers. Zhao Sanlang proposed to play throwing pots, and he deliberately gave Tang Yue an arrow to show his face.

Tang Yue played this once, and he still remembered the general points. The first arrow was a little bit off, and the other nine arrows hit all of them, which naturally won the round of applause.

"So it was him..."

"You look really young, is it true that he cured Wang Zizhao's leg?"

"Can this be false? The news came from the palace and Prince Zhao's mansion. I heard that the king and queen have given rewards."

"So, this little gentleman is still a genius doctor?"

"What does it matter if a genius doctor is not a genius doctor? As long as he can cure diseases, it won't hurt us to make friends with him." No one can guarantee that they will not get sick or injured in this life. What do you think about having a friend with excellent medical skills? It's all good.

"That's right. Although he looks ordinary, he's a good player in throwing pots, and his status is not low. That's enough."

Tang Yue ignored everyone's pointing at him, no matter what was said was good or bad, just let it go.

After he finished throwing his last arrow, he took a sneak peek at the prince of Heng, and found that he had gone to the side with the beautiful woman in his arms to make out again, and immediately became furious.

Damn, you will die after leaving the woman!

Tang Yue thought in his heart: If it wasn't for Tang Ya, such a person would really want to kill him directly and roughly.

"Cough... the son is not going to play pot throwing?" Tang Yue walked up to him and asked, ignoring the yellow picture.

The other party was already panting, and he didn't stop talking. He probably didn't expect someone to talk to him. He raised his head in surprise, and his mouth was still pouted.

"Isn't Master Shizi going to play throwing pots?" Tang Yue asked again, and tried his best to keep his tone gentle.

"Are you talking to this prince?"

"Of course it is, why is Shizi so surprised?" It's just talking to him, why look at him with a hellish expression.

"No... this son... doesn't like throwing pots." The other party's eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his head and played with the beautiful woman's fingers.

It was only then that Tang Yue noticed that the son of Duke Heng had small eyes, but his eyelashes were not short. According to everyone's comments on the appearance of Duke Heng and his wife, their son could not be ugly.

"Actually, I don't like playing pitch pot either..." Tang Yue heheed.

"The elder brother likes to play, this son will let people prepare."

Tang Yue glanced at him quickly, and smiled cheerfully, "I know a game played by two people, it's very fun, do you want to play together?"

"Is it fun to have a woman?" The other party showed a little interest.

"..." Tang Yue was speechless for a while, then nodded fiercely: "Of course, women have them every day, and they can play with them all the time. What's so rare?"

Prince Heng thinks about it too, he is indeed a little bored, but no one wants to play with him, not even talk to him, he can't find pleasure other than looking for pleasure on women.

No wonder Father told him to get in touch with Mr. Xiao Lang from Liyang Hou Mansion more, so he is a good man!

Tang Yue didn't know that he was issued a good person card, so he asked Duke Heng to dismiss the two beauties and find a quiet place.

"Then go to the Buddhist hall at the back, there is no one approaching there on weekdays."

Tang Yue was a little hesitant. A place like the Buddha Hall... seems not suitable for doing bad things.

【small theater】

Tang Yue: "Are women fun?"

Duke Heng's son: "It's not fun!"

Tang Yue: "I think you're having fun."

Prince Heng: "Women can make men happy, that's what my aunt said, so I always remember that when no one has nothing to play with, I have to play with women."

Tang Yue: "..." What a powerful reason!